Story

The cold wind rushed past the group member's faces. A hush fell over them as Hiohaku took off from the Northern Water Tribe. The six members were still silent when the icy city was just a speck on the horizon.

It was sweet Geolda who broke the silence. "So, Sokka," she began. "You're from the Northern Water Tribe?"

"Southern," he replied.

"Do you have any family?" Hwasan asked.

"Just my sister and dad."

"How'd you get to the Northern Water Tribe?" Noeseong asked.

"Okay, I think that's enough with the interview," Haewa called back from steering the dragon.

Noeseong crawled up behind Haewa and said, "You know we're going to be stuck with this guy for a couple days. Shouldn't we try to socialize with him before we ditch him?"

"Noeseong, one more word from you and I'm going to toss you off this dragon and burn you to ashes," Haewa yelled.

There was a brief pause before everyone burst out laughing. Haewa's joke wasn't even especially comical. It was primarily the breaking of tension that caused the group to crack up.

Throughout the whole rest of their journey, the group became a close knit group. They often end their days with long conversations around their campfire, just shooting the breeze.

One day, as Hiohaku was speeding through the sky, Sokka looked over Haewa's shoulder and pointed at a small complex of ornate structures.

"There," he said. "The Fire Nation Capital."

Haewa landed Hiohaku in an open field next to the capital.

"What are we doing here?" Geolda asked.

"My friends are somewhere here," Sokka replied, staring at the city. "They'll make great allies for you guys."